Tag Archives: Cut-Up Writing

of fighting unhappiness

Posted on November 4, 2021 by istsfor manity

Tell Don’t Show / That Thing i. The pith of the pang is what I pity. Nowhere is it written that this must be done, but I strive to do it nonetheless for fear of not doing it with empathy. … Continue reading →

gonna lay down

Posted on November 2, 2021 by istsfor manity

I Once Was Lost (redux) He first sang a song called “Brave New Defalcation Rocket.” I had no idea what he was on about — a caterwaul that passed for singing, I suppose. He desultorily strummed on an electric ukulele, … Continue reading →

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a kind thought

Posted on November 1, 2021 by istsfor manity

Celibates and Paraphiliacs Sustain yourself with necro-normative inclinations, make use of what you consume, trap your inner child in an iron maiden. Spend time with your inner critic’s internal monologues parsing the sections of your Id with a rusty chainsaw … Continue reading →

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cudding for the cuddling

Posted on October 31, 2021 by istsfor manity

Hardly Rickets’ Sanguinary Holiday Hardly Rickets, all American life saver and literary critic, wants to save the world from itself. Wants to don the all purpose All American Halloween costume—wants to be a fungal tree growth but can’t decide between … Continue reading →

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did you know

Posted on October 30, 2021 by istsfor manity

brave new defalcation rocket 2 did you know?the year meaning diedthe last alliterativecommentator complainedkin is redundantavoid relatives “The moon of every night is not the moonThat the first Adam saw.The centuriesOf human wakefulness have left it brimmingWith ancient tears.” — … Continue reading →

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guilty breath lock

Posted on October 24, 2021 by istsfor manity

pantoum(ish) death breath guilty baitlock breathdeath guilty breathlock baitdeath death lockbait breathguilty breath lockbait deathguilty lock breathbait guiltydeath death baitguilty lockbreath breath guilty lock death bait breath bait lock death bait breath death death breath death bait “I tend not … Continue reading →

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in my neighborhood

Posted on October 23, 2021 by istsfor manity

We choose a mantic thanksgiving—dark and steep… We live as prelude to the mother of all bloodlettings… We jockey frenetic prayers—glean sources—Sleep the sleep of strangers … Ghosts in your house—Live through your eyes—live your memories… The wizard of siren … Continue reading →

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do come in

Posted on October 22, 2021 by istsfor manity

Ginger Snaps I remember Ginger brought us,on New Year’s Eve 1980,the Vermonters: “lunch on you, keep the hand and suck this bony one” you filled the point with wire and spinebutton Night into Line from a short not-quite five-year old … Continue reading →

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in minuscule handwriting

Posted on October 20, 2021 by istsfor manity

trepanation in the land of bilk & money who drilled a hole in the front of his own skull to increase brain blood volume?& allow the full heartbeat to express itself inside the cranial cavity a column of firemidnight ’til … Continue reading →

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i long for

Posted on October 18, 2021 by istsfor manity

In Bullet Absentia Avernal Pumpkin Head the all purpose gossamer failure genuflecting in the wind: I am an American by birth, an atheist by choice, and a drowning man by design. I walked the plank between good and evil. I’m … Continue reading →

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